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Dec 2015
the thoughts are not a box of chocolates to be eaten
the thoughts are like drops of water that one after another
accumulate to form rivers

These rivers run amuck with no particular course...

But at times, the thoughts go in search of an ocean

for the biggest of body of water,
they yearn to be one with the ocean
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Everlasting
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